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Coal Lay In Ledges Under The Ground Since The Flood, Until A Laborer With Pick And Windlass Brings It To The Surface. We May Well Call It Black Diamonds. Every Basket Is Power And Civilization. For Coal Is A Portable Climate.

-Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Coal Lay In Ledges

Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Coal Lay In Ledges Under The Ground Since The Flood, Until A Laborer With Pick And Windlass Brings It To The Surface. We May Well Call It Black Diamonds. Every Basket Is Power And Civilization. For Coal Is A Portable Climate.

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No Nation Has Produced Anything Like His Equal. There Is No Quality In The Human Mind, There Is No Class Of Topics, There Is No Region Of Thought, In Which He Has Not Soared Or Descended, And None In Which He Has Not Said The Commanding Word.

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Converse With A Mind That Is Grandly Simple, And Literature Looks Like Word-catching. The Simplest Utterances Are Worthiest To Bewritten, Yet Are They So Cheap, And So Things Of Course, That, In The Infinite Riches Of The Soul, It Is Like Gathering A Few Pebbles Off The Ground, Or Bottling A Little Air In A Phial, When The Whole Earth And The Whole Atmosphere Are Ours.

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If The Colleges Were Better, If They Had The Power Of Imparting Valuable Thought, Creative Principles, Truths Which Become Powers, Thoughts Which Become Talents, - If They Could Cause That A Mind Not Profound Should Become Profound, - We Should All Rush To Their Gates: Instead Of Contriving Inducements To Draw Students, You Would Need To Set Police At The Gates To Keep Order In The In-rushing Multitude.

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Flowers Are The Earth Laughing.

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Fashion Understands Itself; Good-breeding And Personal Superiority Of Whatever Country Readily Fraternize With Those Of Every Other. The Chiefs Of Savage Tribes Have Distinguished Themselves In London And Paris, By The Purity Of Their Tournure.

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Prayer That Craves A Particular Commodity, Anything Less Than All Good, Is Vicious.

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There Are Men Whose Language Is Strong And Defying Enough, Yet Their Eyes And Their Actions Ask Leave Of Other Men To Live.

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There Is No Thought In Any Mind, But It Quickly Tends To Convert Itself Into Power.

The Poorest Experience Is Rich Enough For All The Purposes Of Expressing Thought

To The Birds And Trees He Talks: Caesar Of His Leafy Rome, There The Poet Is At Home.

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Repose And Cheerfulness Is The Badge Of The Gentleman; Repose In Energy.

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Nature Tells Every Secret Once.

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There Is A Tendency For Things To Right Themselves.

The Religions We Call False Were Once True.

The Mind Will Quote Whether The Tongue Does Or Not.

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Beauty Through My Senses Stole; I Yielded Myself To The Perfect Whole.

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Our Strength Grows Out Of Our Weakness.

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Positive Thinking

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The Magnanimous Know Very Well That They Who Give Time, Or Money, Or Shelter, To The Stranger--so It Be Done For Love, And Not Forostentation--do, As It Were, Put God Under Obligation To Them, So Perfect Are The Compensations Of The Universe.

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Rings And Jewels Are Not Gifts, But Apologies For Gifts. The Only Gift Is A Portion Of Thyself. Thou Must Bleed For Me. Therefore The Poet Brings His Poem; The Shepherd, His Lamb; The Farmer, Corn; The Miner, A Stone; The Painter, His Picture; The Girl, A Handkerchief Of Her Own Sewing.

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It Is Better To Suffer Injustice Than To Do It.

Sleep Lingers All Our Lifetime About Our Eyes, As Night Hovers All Day In The Boughs Of The Fir-tree.

Every Man Contemplates An Angel In His Future Self.

Wise Men Read Very Sharply All Of Your Private History In Your Look And Gait And Behavior.

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